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This is another installment of Sarah and Tom. Please Enjoy. My name is Tom and my girlfriend Sarah and I had been dating for about a little over a year when this story takes place. It happened the fall after our trip to the lake
Alexander was in the research sector of the military and he had volunteered to be a test subject for the newest invisibility serum the lab had concocted
Our folks kept us busy with trips out, Eve and I didn’t get a chance to enjoy each other’s ‘company’ for a long time. Every morning we looked at each other over breakfast



COMPOUND2 *Trisha’s story* His lover #4, Trisha, was on her knees, hands behind her back ready to pleasure John. John set his semi-hard cock head on her tongue, running his fingers gently through her dark brown hair, then her cheek bone. “I love your body round with child.
17 FRIGHT PLIGHT, FIGHT RIGHT "Sean, this idea smells worse than the fart you let fly." "Rachel, my parents are willing to hear our defense of naturism, so this seems like good timing



The Futa Fairy – Futa MILF's Harem Wish Chapter Three: Mrs. Fatima's Fertile Harem By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 A nervous energy filled the apartment as the girls rushed through the house to get ready for college. All but poor Alesha were dripping with futa-cum. My futa-cum



Anonymous Reader 5 I finished up writing he first story I had written in a long time and then asked Mags to read over it to see what she thought



Previously: Evan told Julianne about his ability, as well as what he did to Claire. He let Julianne enjoy using Claire, but she suddenly acted up and defied one of Evan's orders. Needless to say, she needed to be punished for her disobedience



The year I was 19, it was 1992. I was out of high school and working at a restaurant in San Bruno as a busboy. It was quite the year, indeed. One that will remain in my mind forever, for so many reasons


The Chauffeur (#18) John By: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2019 CHAPTER 1 When I woke Thursday morning, I was energized thinking about the event scheduled for tonight and the potential for the ‘after' party
It was just another Tuesday, a Tuesday just like any other, Barbara was getting dressed to go to work, and her husband John was waking up already. They have been married for over five years and their relationship kept them both satisfied


In retrospect, how could I have not seen this coming? I told Lydia over and over again, “Like mother like daughter” without even considering that the opposite could be true as well. My mother, and sister all stared at me quizzically. My father stared expectantly



Author’s note: This is a continuation of Cindy’s first story – Policewomen 5. Most of the same characters reappear. Having only ever had one orgasm in her life, Cindy’s friend suggests she sleeps with black men, hoping that will cause her to cum
It all began years ago, when we were first introduced. At the time, my Alyssa and I loved to hang out with a large group of her friends, and that’s when I first met Fiamma


Vicky enjoyed the afternoon pool party, at least the swimming part, but afterwards it went downhill for her. Everybody changed back to their street clothes and went inside for a buffet supper, which was followed by music for dancing